She vanishes
she flies away.
When I pay attention
she melts into midday.
She falls down
and we float up
but secretly she loves it
just like we love us.
We live a whirlwind life
and she spins without an end
but when we look back down at her
her eyes no longer blend.
She does not ignore us
the way we block her out
but when we pay attention
she turns us into doubt.
We don't give her credit
maybe we do everything
but if she won't acknowledge it
we can't admit to anything.
